It’s been nearly a week since the last celebrity decided to break their silence on the hasn’t-been-taboo-in-twenty-years subject of depression.
So it’s about time another one stepped up to the plate!
Enter Kellie Pickler, who
has a new album to sell wants to help others by sharing her own story.
“Everything in my professional life seemed great,” says the former American Idol contestant, 22. “But in my personal life, I was just crumbling.”
Anti-depressants made her “crazy,” she says, and the side effects forced her to quit the pills.
At the same time, she watched her father â€“ a convicted felon who had been released from prison soon after her Idol stint â€“ spiral downward again and return to jail, while her mother, who abandoned her at age 2, unexpectedly reemerged.
“I was an emotional wreck,” she says.
Her friendships with singers Taylor Swift and Carrie Underwood, along with a new love â€“ Nashville songwriter Kyle Jacobs â€“ and writing songs for her new album (her self-titled sophomore effort was released Sept. 30) helped her find balance again.
“He makes me feel so good about being me,” she says of Jacobs.
Can I just say something?
(Of course I can, it’s my blog. But asking first is stylistically effective, don’t you think?)
If I am ever a really famous person, I have like a laundry list of shit I’m going to pull out for these sob-story articles. Seriously name the mental disorder, and I’ve been diagnosed with it by some over-zealous psychologist at some point in my whiny, whiny life. I was applying for new health insurance yesterday, and they have like a 14-page questionnaire filled with diseases and you have to check a box if you’ve been diagnosed with any of them. And on 13 of the 14 pages, I checked nothing. I don’t have fibromyalgia. Never had encephalitis. No endometriosis poking past this uterus. I am a perfect candidate for health insurance. And then we get to the “mental health” page and I’m like, “Oh, shit, here we go,” and I had to check like everything short of “mental retardation,” which, at that point, I kind of thought I should go get checked out for just to be safe. I think I need to just stop going to see shrinks and just accept the fact that I get grumpy sometimes.
But anyway, here’s the point: when I decide to over-share to a major national publication, I’m totally gonna preface it with, “Look, I wouldn’t normally be saying cornball shit like this, but I have a new book out, and I figure this’ll be an effective way to insert myself directly in the spotlight.” At least be honest about it, ya know?
October 9, 2008 at 2:26 pm by Evil Beet
Answer: Yes. I would rather see photos of Lindsay Lohan “breastfeeding” Samantha Ronson.
But, until that happy day, W magazine is preparing to release a 21-page spread of photos Brad Pitt took of Angelina Jolie letting those twins lick all up on her twins.
October 9, 2008 at 1:45 pm by Evil Beet
If you thought that the finalization of their divorce last week would mark the end of the Brinkley-Cook drama, then you clearly have no idea how things work among the rich and famous.
Peter Cook sat down with Barbara Walters (really, Barbara? There’s an election going on, ya know) to talk shit about Christie, which was in violation of of a court order preventing either side from publicly talking about their marriage.
The interview is scheduled to air Friday, and Christie filed for a temporary restraining order against Cook, to prevent him from his scheduled visitation with the kids this weekend. Apparently she didn’t want the kids to be exposed to the interview.
It was denied by a judge.
“It was a silly application,” said Cook’s lawyers. “Obviously, there are TVs all over the place, and Mr. Cook had no intention of exposing his children to any interview.”
Cook agreed to take the kids out of town for the weekend to avoid the hullabaloo that will likely surround the airing of the interview.
So will there be no penalty for Peter Cook for violating the court agreement?????
There had better be!!!
October 9, 2008 at 1:27 pm by Evil Beet
French author Jean-Marie Gustave Le Clezio has been awarded the Nobel Prize for literature.
This is total bullshit. I have no idea who this guy is. I can’t even find his blog.
October 9, 2008 at 1:19 pm by Evil Beet
How’s this for irony?
Lindsay Lohan, famous for infiltrating the LA club scene even in her teen years, was turned away from The Snake Pit on Melrose because she didn’t have ID. The same went for Samantha Ronson, who also didn’t have ID on her. Who the hell goes clubbing without ID? Oh, right, Lindsay and Samantha, who are used to everyone on the planet coming equipped with an internal dossier of information on their backgrounds.
On the plus side, Lindsay should be thanking her lucky stars that someone thought she might be younger than 30.
October 9, 2008 at 1:08 pm by Evil Beet
“It’s like expecting a reward for running out of a burning building.”
Former drug addict Christian Slater discussing whether or not he deserves accolades for achieving several years of sobriety.
Christian recently got a GED in order to actively prioritize education for his children. He’s currently dating Jimmy Choo founder Tamara Mellon, pictured above.